Who was that?" Sam asked as we walked out of the photo hut.
"I work with him. It's cool," I said, rubbing my arm absentmindedly.
"He seems like an ass."
Mercy laughed. "But a cute one. And he has a cute one too. You're lucky he's all into you, Amerie. I say go for it."
I shot her a look. "You'd tell me to go for a psycho murderer, if he was cute."
"Meh. Life's short.